"Okay, okay! If you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

King Xuefengwu was completely angry, his aura became as sharp as a knife, and the murderous intent in his eyes was as boiling as if he was upside down.

"I know you have realized the power of artistic conception, but you have not yet entered the realm of King Wu. Do you really think you can compete with King Wu?

Really ignorant and stupid!”

King Xuefengwu stepped into the air, and the terrifying spiritual essence surged out like a sea of ​​abyss, and the calm sea of ​​clouds around him surging wildly, sweeping over.

"Today I will let you see the true power of the Martial King!"

As he said that, King Xuefengwu stepped towards Mu Feng step by step. Wherever he passed, the sea of ​​clouds rolled back, and his momentum became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, countless clouds and mists continued to condense from behind the Snow Fengwu King, and eventually turned into a huge cloud dragon dozens of feet tall.

Roar! Yunlong roared to the sky, and the huge dragon head held up the body of King Xuefengwu and rushed towards Mu Feng.

Mu Feng's eyes were solemn, but a strong sense of fighting ignited in his heart.

Although his cultivation level is only at the seventh level of the life sea, with the help of the power of true blood and various trump cards, no one under the Martial King is his opponent.

He really wanted to see if he could fight King Wu with his current strength.

Mu Feng held Ni Shuanghan in his right hand and Huo Liuyan in his left hand, and used the martial arts "The Great Yin and Yang Sword Technique" and rushed towards Yunlong.

"Isn't this guy crazy?

Do you really dare to fight King Xue Fengwu?"

Not far away, King Gu Jun was completely shocked when he saw Mu Feng who had not retreated and counterattacked.

He admitted that Mu Feng's strength was indeed good, and he also realized the power of artistic conception in advance. I am afraid that few people under King Wu would be their opponents.

But no matter how strong Mu Feng is, he has not yet joined King Wu. The gap between him and King Wu is like a gap, and he cannot be the opponent of King Wu at all.

"Taiyin is like the moon!"

"The sun is like the sun!"

As Yunlong approached, Mu Feng slashed out with his two swords.

Suddenly, the sword energy of the Fire Sword was like flowing fire, as if the sun was flying across the sky; the sword energy of the Ice Sword was like invading the frost, as if the moon was glimpsed.

What's even more strange is that the moment the two swords slashed out from the ground, it exuded a mysterious aura, and ripples were created in the space, with extremely powerful power.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! A yin and yang sword energy flowed across, colliding with the cloud dragon, and then a terrifying explosion broke out, and endless waves spread in a ring shape to all directions.

Under the astonished gaze of King Gu Jun, two sword energy actually penetrated Yunlong's head, and then a mysterious and powerful phantom of the sun rose slowly.

Boom! Under the phantom of the sun, the huge cloud dragon exploded and burst open.

At the moment when the cloud dragon exploded, King Xuefengwu had already retreated and landed on the edge of the sea of ​​clouds, looking at Mu Feng in surprise.

"Sword Intention?"

If he had not responded correctly, the two sword energy just now contained not only the artistic conception of the sun, but also the artistic conception of the sword.

The guy in front of him actually mastered two artistic conceptions?

"Who are you?"

King Xue Fengwu's eyes were full of surprise and doubt, staring at Mu Feng tightly.

He knew very well what it means to master two artistic conceptions.

"The artistic conception of the sword and the artistic conception of the sun?

What is this guy’s origin?”

King Gu Jun's heart was completely sunk. In the entire Jinyan Kingdom or Lihuo Kingdom, there was no one who realized the power of two artistic conceptions in advance under King Wu.

This kind of genius, looking at the more powerful lord country, is one of the few geniuses.

Could it be that the person wearing a ghost mask in front of me has an unusual origin and is from the lord country?

"I said, my name is Mu Feng!"

Mu Feng's voice was plain, but his heart became completely solemn.

The Frost Cold and Fire Fire Yan are low-ranking spiritual soldiers in the king's ranks. In addition, he even displays the artistic conception of the sword and the artistic conception of the Chaoyang.

He thought that the sword just now was enough to hurt King Xuefengwu, but he didn't expect that it would only destroy the Yunlong that contained the cloud articulation, but King Xuefengwu was unharmed.

"The Martial King is too strong! It's too forced to win now!"

Mu Feng shook his head secretly in his heart. He knew that his cultivation was too low. Although his spiritual energy was far superior to that of ordinary Martial Arts warriors, it was a huge gap with King Wu.

"You are a smart person, you should know what I want to ask?"

King Xuefengwu said coldly.

Mu Feng sneered: "I am just a casual cultivator, but I have no origin!"

King Xuefengwu's eyes were cold, and he naturally didn't believe Mu Feng's words. A mere casual cultivator could not realize two artistic conceptions in the realm of the Mind Sea.

"You hand over the Fenghuo Leixin! I can not kill you and let you go!"

King Xuefengwu said lightly.

In his opinion, he had made the biggest concession, and the guy in front of him should be more aware of it.

After all, he was afraid of Mu Feng's extraordinary origin, so he decided not to kill him.

"This Fenghuo Lei Xin does not recognize you as your master. It is a masterless thing. Those who have the ability will get it. Why should I hand it over?"

Mu Feng said calmly.

King Xuefengwu's face stagnated and he looked at Mu Feng incredibly.

He has made such a big concession, and this guy is still so ignorant. Does he really want to die like this?

"Okay, okay! Since you are so ungrateful, I can only kill you!"

King Xuefengwu bounced his finger and a silver-white spiritual sword emerged from the space ring.

The sword is five feet and three inches long and is silver-white all over. A faint mist lingers on the sword tip. The pressure emitted by its body is not inferior to the two swords in Mu Feng's hand.

There is no doubt that this sword should also be a low-level spiritual soldier in the king level.

"A guy who is ungrateful! King Xuefengwu no longer holds his hands. This boy will definitely die!"

King Gu Jun shook his head and thought to himself that Mu Feng was simply looking for death.

Even though he knew that Mu Feng had realized the power of two kinds of artistic conception, there was a huge gap between the spiritual essence and the King of Wu, and it could not be compensated by the extra artistic conception power.

"This sword is called Yunshui Sword, which is a low-level spiritual soldier in the king level! It has followed me for decades, and today I will use your blood to sacrifice the sword!"

King Xue Fengwu opened his right palm and grabbed the hilt of the sword. His aura became completely different.

"cut!"

At this moment, King Xue Fengwu held a sword in his right hand and slashed out from the sky.

But I saw a sword light sweeping out, more than ten feet long, crossing the layers of clouds and slashing towards Mu Feng.

Mu Feng was not afraid, and used the Great Yin-Yang Sword Technique, and the two swords slashed out horizontally, colliding with the sword light.

At the moment of impact, Mu Feng was shocked to find that the sword light in front of him collapsed at the touch.

"How could it be so weak?"

When Mu Feng was puzzled, the sea of ​​clouds centered on him suddenly boiled, and a series of huge cloud swords formed by clouds and smoke slashed from all directions.

There were dozens of terrifying cloud swords slashed down on their heads and immediately submerged Mu Feng's tiny figure.
Chapter completed!